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Friday, March 16, 2012

A slow path

I walk down the muted street with my shadow at my heel.
A silvery tear shaped light beams down ahead of me.
I inch around the walls of the house 'til I reach the low back door.
After peeking through the glass I turn the doorknob slowly and step into the room.
Drapes fall near my face as they hang from the steel.
While moving toward the other entry I pass the ancient gargoyle.
Then back up to the world about to eat some ravishing fruit.

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